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Monday, 11 May 2009

since I got up this morning and put the first load of washing in the machine. And yet it seems like that all happened days ago. And now I am sitting with Palin starting my blog posting for the day. I have a snackette to keep me going:

You can't see the glass of wine!

I started by making a list. Actually I made four of them: grocery shopping, all the other places I needed to go in Town (including a visit to the garden centre), things to be done in the garden and all the other things to be done. This accounted for a lot of paper!

By 0800 I had two complete washes out on the line. With not a cloud in the sky and a warm day in sight I washed everything I could think of. Mind you a week's clothes from my trip away helped.

After breakfast and refitting the radio weather station monitors I'd taken down whilst I was in New Zealand for the winter I went to town and returned after midday.

The weather was so warm and perfect that I spent the whole afternoon in the garden. I strimmed and mowed. I planted a dozen hebes and a couple of astilbes. I fixed a plant basket into the pond. I dug and pruned and generally basked in the glory that is the perfection of a warm, still , sunny day on Lewis before the midges hatch in July.

This evening I installed the new fridge I collected this morning to replace the one that ceased to function over the winter. Why did I choose the model with the difficult to re-hang door? Then I was so stiff that I succumbed to having a spa bath: something I rarely do. In fact I can probably count on one hands the number of baths I've had during the last 12 months: they're no use to get oneself clean and no fun on one's own.

I should add that I have a shower! Anyway I lay there listening to the Kubelik version of Dvorak's First Symphony. It is my spa bath music. I never get tired of listening to it although I don't usually listen to this version. It can inspire peace and calm and great sadness amongst many other emotions.

After dinner I decided that I had to do the ironing. I have, in the past, said that ironing is ok and I meant it at the time. Today, however, the task seemed daunting and, indeed, it actually took me two complete episodes of West Wing (I'm on Series 1 for the third time at least) to complete most of it.

And now as the sun has gone down into a flawless sky and darkness has almost fallen (it is 2345 after all) I bid you farewell and good night.

5 comments:

Looks like a glorious and full day. Wonderful photos. (Even the spa bath photo----all that white! Beautiful! And so clean!!!) :^)My whirlpool spa is my get-away. Light the candles, glass of vino, shut out the world. :^)C

Yes as days go it rated 8 out of 10 at least. I'm not sure what would have made it 9 or 10 but, hey, something has to be left in reserve.

I wish I could shut out the world sometimes Cynthia. I envy you that (Well just a bit. I don't want to transgress on the fourth of the S D Ss).

It's easy to have a shiny bathroom when one lives alone and my many visitors are usually even less messy than I am.

Yep Heather it's 5 different cheeses and is called five counties cheese. The strawberries are early season and were amazingly tasty for supermarket strawberries.

With being away all last week and then being faced with fabulous garden weather yesterday and today (I'm on coffee break at the moment!)I am spending every available moment outside. But I will post on 'A Life..' very shortly.

SO NEAR

We may be apart but when I look at the sky and remember that we are standing on the same earth, looking at the same moon, somehow you don't seem so far away after all.

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Life isn't about dawdling to the grave, arriving safely in an attractive, wrinkle-free body but rather an adventure that ends skidding in sideways, champagne in one hand, strawberries in the other, totally worn out, screaming "Yee-ha. What a ride!!"

Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass… It’s about learning to dance in the rain. (With thanks to shabby girl ofA Travelling Fish)

But what are plans other than more restrictions? (With thanks to Pauline)

Feeling young is fabulous but growing old is a blessing!!!(A comment on this blog by Jaz who used to writeTreacy Travels.)

The trick to pushing 70, GB, is to push back -- hard!!!(A comment by Carol aka Canadian Chickadee who comments but does not blog)

I am he who I am

Having lived the majority of my life in the Hebrides where my heart is, I feel I can now call myself a Hebridean. For nine years I lived half my life in New Zealand: a country I love. It was an honour being a part time Kiwi.

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